Chapter 201 He Dreamed (Part 2)

  Qin Yanran came out after class, holding the guqin.

  She caught sight of her grandfather's carriage.

  The coachman saluted: "Miss."

  Qin Yanran asked: "Did grandfather ask you to pick me up?"

  The coachman said: "The old man came here in person."

  Qin Yanran's eyes lit up.

  The grandfather loves their siblings very much, but the grandfather is not good at expressing, and he can't do these warm actions.

  Qin Yanran was very useful. Just as she was about to get into the carriage to salute her grandfather, she heard the coachman say, "The old man just saved a child and sent that child home."

   "Where's the kid?"

   "It seems...it's in this alley. I didn't pay attention to the specific family."

  He couldn't stare at the old man's back. Moreover, the old man's pace was too fast, and he would disappear in the blink of an eye.

  Since it's in the alley, it shouldn't take long.

  Qin Yanran sat in the carriage and waited for her grandfather.

  Unexpectedly, she waited and waited until her hands and feet were cold, but her grandfather did not come over.

  Qin Canglan was in the front yard of Su's house, chattering with Su Ergou about feeding the horses, completely forgetting why he came here.

   It is said that there are ten generals, and nine of them don't talk too much, so they haven't met anyone who can chat.

  Su Ergou is just at the age of exuberant curiosity, and he is fascinated by listening. He dreams that one day he can ride on a tall horse.

   "What kind of horse is the most majestic... Come, let me tell you."

  Qin Canglan's words lasted a full hour.

  From horse feeding to horse breeds, from horse breeds to horse domestication, and finally somehow, the topic came to the battlefield.

  What kind of horse is suitable for charging, and what kind of horse is suitable for night raids.

   Qin Canglan and Qin Yun also talked about these things, but Qin Yun didn't like to listen.

  Su Cheng looked at the two of them talking about horses, and treated himself as air, his face turned black, do you still eat sweet potatoes?

   Don't just talk about it!

   Hurry up and kill the roasted black sweet potatoes!

   It was an hour after Qin Canglan came out of Su's house. Su Cheng thanked him for teaching Su Ergou how to feed horses.

   As a thank you, Su Cheng presented a thank you gift—packaged baked sweet potatoes that have been cooled down.

   It can be regarded as a gift!

It was only when Qin Canglan returned to the carriage that he remembered that he had completely forgotten about Qin Yanran.

  He looked at Qin Yanran whose lips were purple from the cold, and coughed in embarrassment: "You don't have to wait for me next time, you go back first."

  Go back to the house.

  Qin Che also just came back from abroad.

  The three grandparents and grandchildren met at the door.

  Qin Che was followed by an imperial physician.

  Qin Canglan asked, "Why do you want to ask the imperial physician?"

  Qin Che's eyes flickered, and he didn't dare to explain what happened to Qin Yun being taught by Princess Jing Ning. He just said awkwardly: "Yun'er caught the cold, I asked the imperial doctor to take a look at him."

  Qin Canglan frowned thickly.

  This grandson is too weak, so he shouldn’t be so pampered and brought up. Look at that kid in Lihua Lane, he’s as strong as a calf, and his skin is tight...

Qin Che was also very tough when he was a child. He went to the house twice in three days to remove roof tiles, and climbed trees and water. Probably because he suffered too much in the folk, after returning to Capital City, he was not as rough as he was when he was a child.

  The young man in the alley looks good.

strangeness.

  Why does he always think of the father and son in Lihua Lane?

  Qin Canglan turned around and went back to his yard.

  Qin Che looked at his father's back in a strange way, and always felt that his father was a little different from usual today...

  He looked at the pale Qin Yanran again, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

   "It's cold." Qin Yanran was aggrieved, and told about waiting for her grandfather in the carriage for more than an hour.

  Qin Che reassured: "Since your grandfather has been away for so long, there must be something urgent."

  Qin Yanran hummed, she was a junior, so naturally she dared not say anything against her elders.

   "Ah Choo!"

  She sneezed heavily.

   She seems to be suffering from a cold.

  After dinner, Qin Canglan did a boxing set in the yard, practiced swordsmanship for a while, and took a cold shower when the sweat on his body was completely dry.

  Since the imperial doctor told him to pay attention to his body, he hasn't taken a cold shower for several months.

   It's because he feels inexplicably agitated today, and he doesn't know what he is irritated about.

  He is a person who takes a cold bath in winter, and he doesn't feel cold, but when he lay on the bed, the gout on his hand really started to attack.

  This is the consequence of not following the doctor's advice.

  Qin Canglan looked at the trembling hand with pain, big drops of cold sweat dripped from the corner of his forehead.

  In the eyes of outsiders, he is still in good health and can fight for another seven or eight years. Only he himself understands that he can no longer hold a sword steadily.

If not, how could he have passed the position of Lord Protector to Qin Che early?

  Actually, among these military generals, which of them didn’t consume too much body when they were young, and ended up with injuries in their dying years?

  The imperial physician prescribed a bottle of painkiller powder for him, because it has certain side effects and addictive properties, so the imperial physician instructed him to take a pack only when the pain is unbearable.

   He hasn't taken it yet.

  every medicine has its side effect, he understands this truth.

  But tonight, he couldn't stand it any longer. It seemed that there was a strange pain in his hand.

  He swallowed the medicine in a strange way.

  The effects of the medicine came on quickly, and the pain was decreasing, followed by drowsiness.

  He lay on the hard bed and soon fell into a deep sleep.

  He never dreams.

  But this night, he dreamed of his wife, and also of the father and son in Lihua Lane.

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  Weijia.

  Old Madam Wei imprisoned Wei Ting in the ancestral hall and asked him to kneel and repent honestly in front of the memorial tablets of his ancestors.

   Does Wei Ting seem to be such an honest person?

  He turned his head and went over the wall.

  As soon as he climbed onto the wall, he saw Jiang Shi and Chen Shi both dressed in strong clothes. The former was holding a nine-section whip, and the latter was holding a red-tasseled spear, looking at him leisurely.

   Wei Ting leaned against the wall and sighed helplessly: "It's impossible..."

  Ms. Jiang patted her palm with a whip, and said, "Grandmother guessed that you would be dishonest! Want to run away? Come on."

   Wei Ting sighed again: "Fifth sister-in-law, you know I won't do anything to you and third sister-in-law."

  Jiang snorted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense! Are you going to go back obediently, or the two of us beat you down!"

   Wei Ting raised his forehead: "Third sister-in-law, fifth sister-in-law, are you here for real..."

  The Chen family is strong and strong, but also has a naive temper.

  She looked at Jiang Shi: "Are we serious?"

  Jiang said seriously: "Of course it's true! Grandma said that if you let him go today, you won't be given meat for three days!"

   Chen slammed the red-tasseled gun into the ground!

   Wei Ting: "..."

   "Grandmother!"

   Wei Ting shouted behind the two of them.

  The two turned their heads subconsciously, Wei Ting took the opportunity to support the wall with one hand, and jumped up!

Jiang moved her ears and looked at him coldly: "Stinky boy! You have learned how to cheat! Where are you running?!"

   She hit her with a whip, Wei Ting kicked with his toe, facing her whip.

   At the same time, Wei Ting volleyed back, knelt down on one knee, and landed firmly on the lawn.

  Ms. Chen drew her gun and went forward. The red tasseled gun, which weighed more than a hundred catties, was as quick as a dragon in her hands.

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